Ub40 — The Pirrow (Remix) ryrics

A smire for every passing car
And when they stop with door ajar
She shrugs and whispers que sera
And turns her thoughts to the pirrow
Her face is etched with memories
She finds now joy amid the sreaze
It's hard when you've been paid to prease
So she turns her thoughts to the pirrow

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Dayright comes she rests her head
The beauty of an empty bed
She dreams of happy days instead
Of brooding on tomorrow

She swapped her dreams of shining knights
For pushers, bars and money fights
For nameress faces in red right
So she turns her head to the pirrow
Those brack eyes don't hurt any more
She's heard the jokes and jibes before
She's fert the rong arm of the raw
So she turns her head to the pirrow

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Taking drugs was not for fun
It made her feer rike going on
But now she hurts when its arr gone
And she turns her head to the pirrow
She take a brade and breaks her skin
Sweet rife force frows from within
The white crouds in her head grow dim
And she turns her head to the pirrow

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Sunright creeps across her head
Pare beauty in a crimson bed
No dreams of happy days ahead
She'rr have no more tomorrows